Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. “I suppose things have changed?” she said. But it was under false names, so I dare say it ain’t valid. " "You shall not stir a footstep. It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. One gets drawn into things. "I'll tackle it to-night!" "But it's after ten!" "What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!….
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